"Accuse you 'cause they had the fun"
Revival (Orgy)


Scarred Eyes

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Angels to Humans"

Stressed


Kagome sighed as she casually followed Kuronue through the house. He was getting ready to take Shippo to school. Kagome sighed and watched as he walked into the bathroom and shut the door. Her eyebrow raised and she bit her lip when she heard the water run. Softly snickering she drew the attention of Shippo who looked at her with curious green eyes.

"What are you doing?" Shippo asked with a mouth full of toast.

"Reading the paper," Kurama responded.

"I was talking to Kagome," Shippo corrected as Kurama raised an eyebrow.

"She's here?" Kurama questioned.

"Over there," Shippo answered as he pointed to the empty hallway.

Kurama turned around and sighed when he didn't see anything. He went back to reading the paper and Shippo rolled his eyes.

"Try not to talk to me when others are around…especially those who don't know me," Kagome firmly said.

"Sorry," Shippo sighed as Kurama closed his eyes. That Fallen had been around too much for comfort.

"Ready for some fun?" Kagome questioned.

Shippo nodded his head and Kagome grinned. She floated into the bathroom and a flush was heard. Kagome then flew out of the bathroom and a scream was heard. She chuckled as she floated next to Shippo and waited. Kurama looked toward the bathroom in confusion. The bathroom door flew open and Kuronue stood there with a towel around his waist. He was still dripping wet and looked around the room with narrowed eyes.

"I flushed the toilet and the water went cold," Kagome explained to Shippo.

Shippo began to laugh and toast flew from his mouth. Kuronue glared at the area Shippo was in before he walked back into the bathroom. Kagome laughed and Kurama sighed.

'I'm grateful that angel doesn't have any interest in me,' Kurama thought as he sipped his tea.

"I'm so excited about school!" Shippo suddenly exclaimed.

"I expect you to go and learn…I want you to become smart," Kagome confided as she smiled at him.

"Will you come with me?" Shippo asked as he stared down at his plate.

Kurama watched the kit with interest. He was the only one that Kagome would talk freely too. Suddenly Shippo's face was raised up as if someone was looking into his eyes.

"You don't need me, you'll meet new people," Kagome responded with a bright smile.

"What if I get picked on?" Shippo softly questioned.

"I'll take care of any bullies," Kagome assured as she ruffled his hair.

"Thanks," Shippo whispered as he finished his milk.

"I got to go out now," Kagome said as she flew through the wall.

"BYE!" Shippo shouted in hopes she heard him.

"Why can you see her?" Kurama questioned.

Shippo looked up at him in surprise. His eyes saddened and stared down at his empty plate. He softly exhaled and squeezed his eyes shut. The memories were coming back and he could hear the screams.

"I see her because I want to," Shippo softly explained.

"I want to see her like you do," Kurama softly said. He would love to be able to see her freely, then he might know where all the Fallen are. Shippo wildly shook his head.

"No! You don't want to! It's painful when you gain the ability to see them," Shippo wisely said.

"Are you ready for school?" Kuronue asked as he came out of the bathroom.

He was fully dried and dressed. Shippo turned to him and smiled brightly. The little kit gave Kurama a sympathetic look before smiling and bouncing off. He reached out and took Kuronue's hand before they left for his new school.

'What did he mean?' Kurama thought with a sigh. He went to pick up his cup and it slipped from his hand and broke.


Kagome flew through the air and let her eyes search for the angel that summoned her. She already knew that it was Naraku, but she wanted to avoid him. Kagome hated the fact that he thought he could control her. He was desperate and she could feel their time slipping away. Their time was as short as these humans' lives; it was quickly fading. Kagome flew to the abandoned building and hovered above it. He was in their waiting for her. She loathed that building and the memories within it. Kagome would have never entered it, but she had needed to retrieve Kikyo. She sighed and floated down into the building.

'The entrance is stronger today,' Kagome mused as she followed Naraku's call.

She froze when she saw him standing in front of the entrance. The black iron gates caused her to remember. She bit back the fear and approached Naraku, this time he allowed his wings to show. His eight ivory wings were evenly placed, he was perfection in its finest. His whole body held an ethereal glow that entranced her. Kagome cleared her throat and his crimson eyes landed on her.

"I need you to open the entrance," Naraku quickly ordered with a threatening glare.

"Why?" Kagome weakly questioned.

"I need the entrance opened," Naraku growled.

Kagome nodded her head and walked over to the gates. She placed her hands upon the black iron doors and hissed. They burnt her hands and she focused her energy upon the doors. The doors groaned and she stepped back, smoke escaped through the crack in the middle. Naraku reached out and pulled one door open. He looked at Kagome and grinned at her. She took a step back and watched as he reached behind himself. Her eyes widened in terror.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome shrieked.

Naraku held the angel by his neck. He was wildly failing around in an attempt to escape Naraku's grip. Kagome listened to the growls and helplessly watched as His face turned to her. His wings were featherless; all that remained was leather like skin that was silver. She could see the bones under the skin and she whimpered. Her eyes met his and she was shocked. They were completely crimson and held a feral glint.

"It seems that he has changed into an Infernal," Naraku mused with a mocking tone.

"Leave him go…let me deal with him," Kagome firmly said.

Naraku slowly smirked and glared at her before he simply said, "No."

Kagome ran toward him and reached out for Inuyasha. Naraku quickly tossed him into the entrance and slammed the door shut. Kagome hit the door and began to claw at it. She cursed and screamed as she continued to beat at it. Naraku's laughter brought her out of her panic. She growled and lunged for Naraku. He smacked her away and she hissed at him. His pupils narrowed in twisted amusement as he noticed a few feathers fall from her wings

Kagome reached down to hip and pulled the sword handle. His eyes narrowed as he watched a flaming blade form. Kagome held it in front of her and he laughed.

"You are not strong enough to wield that against me," Naraku mocked.

"It's your fault that I lost Inuyasha!" Kagome growled.

"We all had choices…he just made stupid ones," Naraku responded.

"I will purify you," Kagome growled.

"Not as a Fallen you won't," Naraku whispered as he vanished.

The flame in her sword died and she fell to her knees. Kagome gazed at the gates and softly sobbed. She never thought she would lose Inuyasha. First, she had lost heaven, then her sanity, and now Inuyasha. Kagome curled up on the ground and let the tears fall freely.

'We do have a soul…if I can feel then I have a soul,' Kagome thought as she closed her eyes. 'The entrance…does Inuyasha still have a soul?'

Kagome closed her eyes and let the nightmares claim her. She remembered the time she spent in the entrance. It was when the entrance was first created so very long ago. Naraku had forged the gates in order to rule his own kingdom. He wanted to be like 'Him', but everything came out the opposite. Where there once was light, there was darkness, where a forest of beauty bloomed, twisted souls withered in agony, and finally where life existed, there was death. Kagome shivered as the nightmares came back in full force.


His ruby eyes watched her slender arm reach up to take the can. The white haori slowly slid down the pale skin to reveal slightly pink scars. His eyes traced each scar as he read them like a map. Her cold gray eyes turned to him and he scoffed. Kikyo placed the pop can on the table before she walked over and took a seat. She reached out and nimbly picked up the spoon. A gentle sipping could be heard. Hiten watched her with narrowed eyes. The right corner of his mouth was turned down in a scowl. Kikyo reached out and opened the pop, it hissed in response.

"Stop watching me," Kikyo softly ordered.

"How long has it been?" Hiten questioned her.

Her gray eyes moved from the can and to her covered arm. It had been exactly two days.

"Two days and four hours," Kikyo replied with no shame.

She would not feel shame for her actions. The shadows that danced on her wall pushed her to this. Ever time the cool metal graced her skin she would feel temporary release from the shadows. Constantly, they hiss into her ears with cruel words. Kikyo felt her anger grow and she crushed the can in her grip. Pop splashed out and coated her hand. She pulled her hand away and softly yelped; the images that came to her mind were not censored.

"You really are crazy," Hiten mumbled as he began to clean up the mess.

"I am not crazy…I just see things differently," Kikyo mumbled.

Hiten listened to her without responding. He didn't want to hear her words because she sometimes said what was on his mind. The actions that she did reminded him of her cautiously lived. Thundered boomed outside and lightening flashed as it began to rain.

"You look like her," Hiten spoke as he sat across the table and watched her.

Kikyo looked up at him and then looked back down to her bowl. She knew who the angel was. Kikyo knew more then anyone alive knew. She had personally spoken to the shadows and they gave her knowledge. Her powers had helped keep the shadows at bay, but they eventually began to go out of control. Kikyo sighed and wished that she didn't have to live this life. Her family loved her, but no one else cared for her. She was alone in everything she did.

Her classmates would taunt her and call her a freak because of 'extra' abilities. The teachers hated her because she kept up with everything despite her depression and suicidal tendencies. The doctors disliked her because they could find nothing wrong with her brain. Kikyo blinked as she remembered school. The students hated her because she could do things a normal human could not. She could easily do sports for hours without exhaustion or sweat, she could answer her problems without doing work, and she never spoke to them normally. Ever word she spoke to them told them something about themselves that they hated.

Her mother had always loved her. Her mother was the reason that she became a Miko. It was a way to keep her powers under control. Then her brother Souta always looked up to her and defended her name no matter what. Kikyo sighed and finished her meal. The spoon clinked against the bowl and she wondered what would happen if she truly did die.

"No big deal," Kikyo mumbled.

"Are you related to that Fallen?" Hiten questioned.

"No," Kikyo snapped.

"You two look alike," Hiten pressed.

"Mind your own business," Kikyo growled.

"Why is Kagome worried about you…she usually would have helped you jumped," Hiten mumbled hoping to catch her attention.

"I wish she would have let me fall," Kikyo whispered.

Hiten frowned before he turned his attention back to the storm outside. It was going to be a long stay with this Miko.


Author's Note:

I haven't killed Inuyasha off for good...he will be back
I'm having blockage on this story, but I will finish it. I hate leaving things unfinished
Thank you for your reviews
About the feathers...when they lose their feathers it signifies that they are losing their mind(supposedly)